I presume?” Mr Worthington says, asserting his dominance in the situation with his powerful deep voice.” Mr Dale is a heavy-set man, standing just over six feet, but Mr Worthington is built like a brick shit house. Seconds later, Mr Worthington steps out from behind a pillar with a big grin across his face. Starting to shake, she glares across the room like she’s seen a ghost. Letting out another nervous squeak, Miss. “Get in my office right now! We are going to have a talk about this attitude, young lady!” Throwing them open, he stares daggers at the young blonde woman sitting at her desk outside. With fury, he gets up from his office chair and storms across his office towards the large double doors. “But Mr Worthington is here now and he’s desperate to talk to you.”įrustrated and angry, Mr Dale lets go of the intercom button and slams a fist down onto his desk. “O-o-k….,” she pauses, but Mr Dale can hear her breathing heavily.

Miss Ashcroft lets out a nervous audible squeak. Learn your place, little miss or you’ll never work again in this city!” Mr Dale grits his teeth and rages at the fact he’s being told what to do by a lowly secretary. He’s the man whose little girl went missing during one of the factory tours.” “Y-you’ve got an appointment with Mr Worthington in ten minutes. Eventually, the timid and quiet voice of Miss Ashcroft answers. Pressing down harder on the intercom button, Mr Dale waits impatiently for a response. “Ashcroft,” Mr Dale shouts, causing his blood pressure to rise. Static is the only noise as Miss Ashcroft doesn’t answer. “Clear my schedule for the rest of the day.” “Miss Ashcroft,” He says down the intercom. Reaching across to his intercom, he clears his throat.

He knows he’s got her wrapped around his finger. He wants to clock off early and leave the rest of his admin to his secretary. Mr Dale then looks at his Rolex and rolls his lips. It wasn’t in the budget after the shareholder party. They couldn’t afford to fix the air conditioning units on the lower floors. Looking around at his large office, he feels glad for a moment that he’s the CEO of the company and that he’s not working in the offices below. He looks outside at the blistering heat and fans his face knowing just how hot it must be outside. The air-conditioning kicks on as Mr Dale sits at his large desk. If you'd like to get your own story, consider looking up our STORY MODE tier on Patreon It's based on their idea and created by us. This is a story as a reward for a Patreon Member.

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